In the wooden pavilion beside the bank of the Luoshen River, a beautiful woman in blue palace dress looks at the golden lotus blooming in the river.

The lotus that should have bloomed in summer is blooming in winter. Is it blooming at the wrong time or who chooses to wait for this cold winter...

The boy walked into the pavilion and felt a little heartbroken when he looked at the beauty's slightly delicate back.

"You are here!" The girl's crisp voice rang.

"I'm here, Mingzhu!" Luo Zheng said softly.

Luo Mingzhu turned around, smiled faintly at Luo Zheng, and said, "A Zheng, when did you and I become so distant?"

Hearing this, Luo Zheng said nothing. Two parts of pain flashed in his eyes and said, "It's not that he's old, it's that I'm sorry for you, it's that my father's sorry for you, I really have no face to see you again. If it weren't for my father's willful deeds, my uncle wouldn't..."

"You are not sorry for me. You said, it is your father who is sorry for me, so you don't have to blame yourself." Luo Mingzhu shook her head, but a trace of pain still flashed in her beautiful eyes.

"Mingzhu, why are you so understanding? The more you do this, the more heartache I feel. Even if you beat me and scold me, or even kill me, you know I won't resist." Luo Zheng looked at Luo Mingzhu's soft face and felt extremely heartbroken.

"A Zheng, I can see some things that you can't get out of, why do you still trap yourself in that matter? Why do you have to impose your grudges on ours in the previous generation?" Luo Mingzhu advised.

"Mingzhu..." Luo Zheng's eyes were slightly rosy, and he could no longer help. He stepped forward and hugged Luo Mingzhu. Luo Mingzhu did not resist, and let Luo Zheng hug her tightly.

Luo Zheng hugged the beauty, a trace of decision flashed in his eyes, and he whispered, "Mingzhu, come with me, leave the Luo tribe with me, no matter what Luo tribe genius he is, no matter what clan vein comparison Qingyang trial, I don't care, come with me."

Hearing this, Luo Mingzhu's two lines of tears remained, and said, "A Zheng, I'm sorry, I can't go with you. Grandpa has lost his father. I can't leave Grandpa at this time... Sorry..."

"Don't say sorry, I'm the one I should say." Luo Zheng's tears also slid down.

"My lineage and Luo Zhan lineage have been fighting openly and secretly for hundreds of years, why are we born in two hostile clans? Is love each other destined to be the ending of each other again?"

Luo's arguments were full of pain

"A Zheng, birth is not something we can decide, but the future is still in our hands. Why not learn to change the future?" Luo Mingzhu said softly.

Hearing this, Luo Zheng's eyes flashed with a flash, he let go of Luo Mingzhu in his arms, looked at her and said, "You mean Qingyang Trial!"

"That's right!" Luo Mingzhu nodded.

"If you win the quota of that core disciple in the Qingyang Trial, who dares to oppose us and join us?"

"A Zheng, in fact, your strength is no worse than that of the five great geniuses, and Luo Zhan. But you have been blaming my father for his death for the past six months and have abandoned your cultivation. A Zheng cheers up, and for you, you also win a future for me, okay?" Luo Mingzhu took the initiative to hug Luo Zheng and whispered.

"For me, I will fight for you... OK! Hahaha, Mingzhu, then I will fight for you with my hands to fight for us. If anyone stops me, whoever dies!" Luo Zheng suddenly felt enlightened in his heart and laughed.

"Yeah, in the clan competition, Ruo and Luo Yu meet each other, please show mercy. He is the son of my father's friend," Luo Mingzhu said softly.

"Luo Yu..." Luo Zheng's eyes rose again in Luo Zheng's eyes, and he said to Luo Mingzhu, "Luo Yu is hidden deep and not an ordinary person. If I really fight him, it's hard to say the result. He can withstand my attack without showing mercy."

"Is it hidden deep?" Luo Mingzhu hugged Luo Zheng without saying anything, but a deep thought appeared in her beautiful eyes.

As the sun sets, the afterglow illuminates the miserable lovers, and the dark night is also coming quietly...

Luo Yu returned to the courtyard alone, laying on the bed and thinking in his eyes. Tomorrow is the clan competition. The ups and downs along the way, adventures and killings, aren’t it tomorrow?

"Mo Yu, tomorrow will be a clan competition. Are you looking forward to it?" Luo Yu asked the little dragon bird next to the bedside with a smile.

"Spit..." (No matter what, I will be with you)

The little dragon nodded.

"Haha, I'm looking forward to it too. I really want to see the expressions of those disciples of the sect when I exploded with all my strength. I must be surprised!" Luo Yu said with a smile.

"I'm safe, sleep, I won't practice tonight, and keep my spirits up. Tomorrow, I'll give those self-righteous disciples a surprise to those self-righteous disciples of the Zong family. Hehe, brother, good night!"

Luo Yu said hello to Xiaolongque and fell asleep with his eyes closed. Xiaolongque also closed his purple eyes.

The night gradually deepens, and the moon slowly sinks...

Luo Yu, who was sleeping, suddenly opened his eyes, and the little dragon brow opened his purple eyes in a flash. Then Luo Yu and Xiao Longque closed their eyes again, but the corners of Luo Yu's mouth slightly raised a curve.

Swish!

A figure wrapped in black robe fell silently from the rooftop skylight, falling into the room without a sound when it landed on the ground, like a feather falling into dust.

The black-robed figure looked at Luo Yu who was sleeping on the bed, his eyes full of cold and inhumane murderous intent. A sharp and cold dagger flashed from his sleeve appeared in his palm.

The black-robed figure held the dagger in his hand and jumped up gently. He held the dagger in his hands and penetrated his head and rushed to Luo Yu who was sleeping on the bed.

Just when the cold dagger was less than three inches away from Luo Yu's eyebrows, Luo Yu's eyes broke away, and one hand poked out like lightning and grabbed the wrist of the man holding the dagger. The dagger suddenly stopped at that three inches away from Luo Yu's eyebrows.

The man in black robe was shocked. He wanted to thrust his hand but found that his opponent's hand was holding on his wrist like an iron clamp, unable to thrust.

"Stonefall Fist!"

Luo Yu rushed out with a punch, and this punch was no longer bombarded by physical strength and internal strength, but with fire-attributed true qi.

Bang!

A punch hit the black-robed man's chest, and with a click, the black-robed man vomited blood and threw it away.

"Cry!"

Just as he threw it out, the little dragon bird moved, turning into a black stream of light and shot straight towards the black-robed man. His claws as sharp as a knife went straight to the head of the black-robed man.

The tacit understanding of this man and his quack is perfect, and this tacit understanding is tempered by countless life-and-death struggles and sharing weal and suffering.

Swish!

The claw wind was sharp and he was about to grab the head of the black-robed man. But at the moment when he was about to catch him, a golden metal true energy suddenly surged out of the black-robed man. The true energy penetrated his body and suddenly blasted the attack of the little dragon bird.

"A master of the innate true Qi realm!"

Luo Yu was shocked, but although he was shocked, he was not confused. He suddenly lifted up the Zique giant sword leaning against the head of the bed. The black cloth wrapped on the Zique giant sword suddenly exploded, revealing the exquisite purple sword body with red dragon patterns engraved on it.

"Sword energy burst!"
Chapter completed!